the creature arched in a clam like sleep on internal gentle thought pillows...... echoed in the eerie elbow near cloud freckles just around.....what could be when awake is the terror......a species-free rock creature away from the gore....yet has a gentle touch of eye and lip.............

Thanks so much my friend, I love your vivid, poetic words, and the way you are able to pick up on all the little subtleties. You actually make me look at my own work in a whole new way, so thanks heaps!